An old soldier remembers It's the 6th of June 2004 and its exactly 60 years since I fought in D-day I didn't know at the time until I was reading a newspaper

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An old soldier remembers It's the 6th of June 2004 and its exactly 60 years since I fought in D-day I didn't know at the time until I was reading a newspaper while taking a break from playing bowls when I saw an article about it this made me think about all the death and destruction but most of all how lucky I was to be alive. I remember that the only reason I joined the army was because it thought it would be good and the fact that female friends and family pressured me into it. I lied about my age to get in I was only 17 at the time I think that the officer knew my real age but the British army was so desperate for men to join that they just ignored that fact. I remembered that I was trained as a sniper I was good at it as well which was good because I thought I could survive longer. After I was trained I was sent to the beaches of Normandy I was told all these stories that no-one ever came back and machine ...read more.

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I raised my head above the water and sprinted behind a mound of sand from where a explosion had left a creater. I raised my head to try and plan my next move I saw that the sand bank with the barbed wire which we had to pass was not so far away so I ran and dived behind that before the man on the machine gun could aim at me. There was me and five other men who made it to the sand bank and that is out of about 75 so I was very lucky. A man threw me a sniper rifle and said to try and pick off some of the men manning the machine guns I thought great I can use some training in combat. I adjusted the scope on the sniper rifle and aimed at one of the Germans heads I pulled the trigger and he fell down like the life had been sucked out of him. Another German manned the machine gun so again I levelled the gun and shot he went down. ...read more.

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could see was a cloud of fire then about a dozen men all dive into the water but for there bodies never to re-serviced. Suddenly I turned and one of the Germans shot me in the shoulder I let out a scream of pain I tried to reach for my rifle or any other weapon but it was no good all my strength just vanished and I passed out. I then awoke in a war hospital bed which smelled really horrible the nurse came over and enlightened me with my injuries and how long It should take to make a full recovery which was about a week which I thought was very fast. After I left the hospital I offered my services back to the British army in the hope of training new soldiers, they let me have a job as tactical engineer but I only did that for about three years then went to work in a factory making clothes. My life has never been the same again because it have dreams and I only have bad memories of the war nothing good. ?? ?? ?? ?? David Jones ...read more.

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